Chapter 160: The Reporter Who Watched the Show
The gilt golden cloud and fire picture scroll is laid in the canopy, and the geese pass without a trace, like the sunset clouds flowing with the breeze, burning half of the original blue canopy with the thick and magnificent fire.
An orange cat lazily lies on the trunk of the tree, the lush green branches and leaves half cover its soft and round body, the delicate and small cat ears are bathed in the brilliant sunset, occasionally swaying comfortably, squinting eyes and quietly listening to the wind blowing, the birds chirping and the soft sound of birds.
A magnificent-looking presidential car slowly drove through the bustling commercial streets, and Nan Fusheng wore sunglasses and carefully observed the surrounding terrain. After finding a parking space, he opened the window, and his handsome face, which seemed to be carved into a delicate car, slowly revealed with the gradually lowering window, attracting the attention of countless pedestrians unconsciously.
"Commercial Street ......" He looked at the bustling scenery around him, and muttered to himself in the obscure eyes of the phoenix.
The silver-gray suit trousers flawlessly outlined the man's slender and graceful legs, Nan Fusheng stepped out of the car and closed the door with his backhand, lowering his eyes and slowly buttoning the exquisitely tailored suit vest.
He walked along the most prosperous street on the right side of the commercial street, looking for it leisurely. Although the sunglasses cover Nan Fusheng's gorgeous and handsome eyebrows, they can't hide his innate imperial bearing, as well as the grace and dignity soaked in his bones.
Indifferently accepting the baptism of the gazes of countless pedestrians, Nan Fusheng's deep gaze looked through the lenses and casually glanced at the shop beside him. After turning a corner with the endless stream of people around him, his originally careless gaze suddenly sharpened, and he locked coldly in front of the store not far ahead.
"Don't shoot, you don't shoot! Let me tell you, I am the dignified daughter of the Rong family in --- Rong Group, how many of you dare to criticize and secretly photograph me at will! A high-pitched, shrill female voice came from the front, accompanied by countless scolding and contemptuous mockery.
Seeing the situation, Nan Fusheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and after a slight pause, he turned to find a clean and unmanned step, and after walking leisurely up the steps, he narrowed his gorgeous phoenix eyes slightly and stared at the crowd gathered around his feet.
I saw two women standing in the circle surrounded by the crowd, one of them was still young, obviously in the prime of her youth, and the other mature and bewitching woman standing in front of her was a strange and unseen appearance.
His face cursed hysterically and roared angrily, and the originally delicate and beautiful dress had already become crumpled, and it was stained with several dim dust stains: "You, you, you deceive people too much!" Say, is it that she colluded with you to deliberately come here to humiliate me! She stretched out her hand and pointed at the mature and voluptuous woman, her long light brown curls messily sticky on her shoulders and neck that were wet and cold with sweat.
"I didn't expect this Rong's daughter to look beautiful and gentle, but in fact, her mouth was dirty, her manners were rude, and she was so disheveled and scolded in front of the public, which really lost Rong's face." A note standing in the crowd held up the camera in his hand and said with a contemptuous expression.
"Yes, when I passed by here just now, I wondered how it was so good to gather so many people to watch the excitement, but I walked in and took a closer look, good guy, if I hadn't photographed Rong's daughter at the banquet before, I couldn't believe that this embarrassed and resentful girl in front of me was Rong's daughter." Another reporter standing in the crowd was afraid of his hideous face, and he also felt a lot of emotion.
"Anyway, tomorrow's hot headlines are here. Anyway, what kind of madness did this Rong's daughter smoke today, why did she suddenly openly destroy her image in the commercial street? Many reporters standing in the crowd sprung up one after another, their hands moving, clicking and snapping their faces from all angles, and their mouths were still discussing their conjectures and opinions.
"I don't know, God knows how. However, I heard the mature beauty say that it was Rong Yan Yan and her mother, Mrs. Rong, who killed the child she was pregnant with, so she found Rong Yan today to vent her anger and revenge. A reporter who happened to capture the picture of her face tearing and cursing with a bewitching woman put down her camera and pretended to be mysterious.
"What do you say? Rong Yanyan and her mother, Mrs. Rong, once killed someone else's child? Is this thing true or false? Tell us about it! When the reporters heard this, they were immediately excited, and they couldn't help but gather the reporter together, enthusiastically exploring the dark and ugly things in the secrets of the wealthy family.
"Hehe, what I said is true or false, you can continue to look at the two of them to know." The reporter who was gathered in the crowd quickly changed the film, and then raised his eyes to look at the face that was still torn and scolded together and the bewitching and mature woman.
A word stirs up a thousand waves.
Many reporters suddenly raised the cameras in their hands again and gathered around the two parties: "May I ask Miss Rong, are what they said true?" Because you and your mother killed a mistress's child many years ago, so today that mistress came to the door to take revenge? ”
Hearing this, her already hideous and distorted complexion became more and more terrifying, and she denied it hoarsely, while hysterically snatching the cameras in the hands of reporters: "Shut up, you all shut up for me!" What children, what mistresses, all of them are lies made up by this vain woman! ”
She snatched the camera of one of the reporters with all her might, and after holding it tightly in her hand with hatred, she raised it high with an extremely crazy and hideous smile, and slammed her face on the hard ground with a distorted face: "I am the daughter of the Rong Group, how can you lowly ants shoot at will?" ”
The beautiful appearance depicting exquisite makeup was already red and swollen under the tearing palms, but her face still put on an elegant and beautiful posture, and she commanded from above: "I tell you, no one can confide in the outside world about today's affairs, not half a word!" ”
The slender and upright figure stood in the gilded golden sunset, Nan Fusheng slowly blinked his deep and gorgeous phoenix eyes, hooked his thin lips and admired the embarrassed appearance of his face with interest. He leaned elegantly in the exhibition window behind him, and his silver-gray suit flowed with a faint glow as the depth of the sunset changed.